i learned something else in 2020.
if this was a zombie apocalypse instead of a pandemic,
we would all be zombies in about a month.
the way how folks and the government are handling this pandemic is diaster.
the uk strain of rona hell has arrived in the us and well…
i’ve been wanting to go somewhere on a plane.
i don’t know where,
but preferably hot and in safe social distance.
i need a hot wolf and a change of scenery.
i’m not all the way comfortable with traveling at this moment.
i saw that the uk has a new strain of the rona right now via “nbc news“:
Millions of people in London and the U.K.’s southeast will be forced to cancel their Christmas plans after scientists said Saturday that a new coronavirus variant was spreading more quickly.
Prime Minister Boris Johnson told a news conference that the toughest set of coronavirus restrictions — known as “Tier 4” — will be put in place from Sunday, putting regions under the strictest lockdown rules.
which means this shit is probably gonna mutate into zombie levels of fuckery.
with all that going on,
you’d think the usa would be on the strictest of travel bans,
look at what our fired and fried fearless leader is gonna do…
the font of today is about ^this bad boy.
does it even need an introduction?
from all of my social timelines and folks i know,
everyone is speaking about all things rona vaccine.
they have started shipping it out to all 50 states via “cnn“…
they aren’t playing in new yawk with the rona.
we can travel,
but as soon as we get back,
we are literally stalked by the health department and their traveler’s unit.
the pretty vixen mentioned on the podcast that she traveled to cali for thanksgiving.
the health department has been stalking her ever since she got back.
they said if she leaves her spot,
and they catch her,
she will have to pay a 10,000 fine.
so she is literally stuck in his apartment and has a trip to jamaica planned next week.
to check in on her again,
they sent her this text today…
a seat or a ride.
or both if you’re feeling lit,
but expect a series of ranting coming from underneath you.
baller wolf fav,
was drafted to the ravens after being a free agent for a while.
on the night he was supposed to reunite with the cowboys,
his old team and arch-nemesis…
i’m a believer.
you never truly care about something until it affects someone close to you.
one of my home-wolves ended up catching the rona.
i think i fonted about this before.
he ended up getting it through his wife,
who got hers by attending a halloween event with her trump supporting family.
he lives in atlanta and has been going through it since he got it…